In the dim light of the sacrament meeting, the young Mormon man can't keep his eyes off the elder's bulging trousers. His mind wanders, imagining the forbidden. Later, in the privacy of his room, he acts out his fantasy, stripping down to his tight, white briefs. He tentatively touches himself, his cock hardening at the taboo nature of his actions. He strokes himself, his movements growing bolder, his breathing heavier. He pulls down his briefs, his cock springing free, leaking pre-cum. He jerks himself off, his fingers tracing the head, his other hand playing with his balls. His body tenses, his cock throbbing as he cums, his load shooting onto his uniform, a sinful stain on his sacred garments.